Week 1: The Last contract messed me up. I feel sick to the stomach when I see animal products, I hate it. I've started therapy today, got to know my therapist a little. Her name is Martha, she's been doing this for a while, hopefully this works out.

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Week 2: We talked for a few hours today about this and that, mostly about my not-so lucrative shows and whatnot. Its been difficult going to work. I work at a fast food place and have to handle the pink good people call meat. I've managed to get through my shifts without vomiting but it is incredibly exhausting, I think I'm going to get a different job.

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Week 3: The therapist recommended going to a butcher shop due to the...horrendous circumstances around what I saw. She thinks seeing the proper way to process most might help. I'm not sure I'll be able to so it, just the mere thought of it makes my head spin and my stomach churn. I've quit my job and applied to a few local jobs, I have an interview at the liquor store down the street from my apartment, hopefully it goes well.

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Week 4: I went I to a butcher shop today before my appointment and felt fine. This is my third visit so far and I feel fine around meat now. I'm surprised it worked so fast, I guess that's what therapists are for. This is likely to be my last appointment with Martha. I got hired at the liquor store, pays a bit better and the jobs easier than manning the grill, perhaps this is part of my reward for that hellish contract.

The grime never ceases. I never would've thought the constant filth that covers my hand would be so problematic. Even if I wash it, the grime persist. It smells of dirt and must, the smells of the ground, much like how Oz smells. I've resorted to wearing a glove to conceal it for my shows prevent it from soiling things in my day to day life, though I hate it nonetheless. While I'm very grateful to still be able to use my hand, the disgust is getting to me. Hopefully through these contracts I'll be able to find someone who can truly fix my condition.

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The news is talking about Ky Matranaga, nun kicker, priest pulverize, cop killer, and allegedly the devil incarnate, has been captured and imprisoned in West Virginia. I think it was only a few weeks ago when he was running from Christian Mobs and going viral for using 'Devil Powers' just here in San Francisco, the world does move fast doesn't it.

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My first contract gave me extraordinary skill, the second a tool, and the third seems to be my physical finesse. Even with my messed up hand and leather glove my movements have been more precise than ever. My fingers and hands move right where I want them when I want them, my set is becoming easier and easier to perform with each contract. I think ill be able to spice things up a little, add in some new tricks. Maybe I'll finally be able to actually get a decent crowd.